One art deals with many forms of loss in my life...
This is the Art of losing... It isn't hard to...

Later, no matter what shock or terror I faced,
I never blinked an eye...

When I was a child ans my mother and I stood...
Later my eyes came to look like those of my...

A kerosene lantern stood beside the bed, giving...
"Yes, Of course, okay...

The darkness outside was fathomless
And the Pacific Ocean had become a nameless ocean...

Ultimately, we are all dead men... I'm just trying...
It was decided, I did not want to hang myself like...

I would never aim at his head. It had been hit...

Unlike in the past, you had your eyes closed...

He was infatuated with the so called meaning of...
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He rubbed the supple and smooth rope, a well used...
The tears had been the secretions of wary spring...

Today marks one year since joining the navy, I...

She read my work and said I was "a writer of...
That hurt...